When Chu Yang down below finished speaking aloud, he immediately spoke another sentence to Rui Butong and Dong Wushang through voice transmission.
Immediately afterward, the piece of land above their head had finally slammed down.
At the moment it dropped, the three stopped at the same time. Then, they fell back abruptly, their feet kicking and the sword blade shining. Chu Yang in front actually moved right backward!
With a slight sound, Chu Yang had already gotten out. The time was very well controlled by him.
At the moment they retreated, another sound came from above them, when the Supreme Martial Artists flew over. Rui Butong and Dong Wushang followed Chu Yang out like flashes of lightning.
Chu Yang hesitated no more. The edge of his sword spun and made another hole several dozens of feet from the hole through which they just came out, amidst the dust.